We had about a half a day of wet, slushy, joy inducing snow on Thursday. Too bad it melted within about an hour of the kids’ getting home from school after being let out early.
Deuce absolutely loves the snow.
First, he contemplates it:
Next, he tastes it:
Then, he confirms that it is real and has permission to go play:
Finally, he’s set free:
And leaves happy little tracks in his wake, after a high-speed, demon corgi tear around the deck. He was going so fast, I thought he was going to plow into the side of the house.
Have a nice weekend, y’all. The sun is coming out for us for the first time in 80 weeks, it seems.